chapter 274
<b>Chapter 274:</b>
<b>–La–</b>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">"This is Captain Steve Rogers. A small army of Hydra goons are rolling up on the castle. They''ve got tanks and everything,"</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Steve''s voice crackled through thems in my ear.
<span style="font-weight:400">"Do you want some help, Steve?" I asked.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">"No, I''ve got this," </i><span style="font-weight:400">he replied confidently.
<span style="font-weight:400">Gunfire and explosions echoed faintly in the background as I stood across from Dumbledore and Grindelwald—the two most powerful wizards of their generation, now twisted into something far beyond human.
<span style="font-weight:400">"We meet again, old man," I said, locking eyes with Dumbledore. "Been a while. How was prison?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Dumbledore red at me from behind his tiny spectacles. "Prison was dreadful! They forced me to eat Muggle food for every meal, and no matter how much I pleaded, they never offered me a single piece of candy! The withdrawals were agonizing. But I emerged stronger. During my time in that cell, I came to a revtion—I realized the error of my ways…”
<span style="font-weight:400">Grindelwald scoffed beside him. "And all it took was for my warnings toe true. I told you this day woulde, Albus. I warned you that Muggles would rise above their station and take over the Magical World. Look at your precious school now—Muggles have introduced their perverse technology, changed all the courses and fired most of the staff!"
<span style="font-weight:400">Dumbledore nodded solemnly. "You were right, Gellert. How many times do I have to say it? I''m sorry..."
<span style="font-weight:400">"Considering you trapped me in my own castle for 60 years, you''ll be saying it for many years toe! We''re lucky to be immortal now. So much time wasted, and the Muggles have grown much stronger since the Great War!"
<span style="font-weight:400">Dumbledore''s eyes narrowed in resolve. "You''re right, Gellert. But now, with our power, we can crush the Muggles and restore the world to the Magicals!"
<span style="font-weight:400">Grindelwald sneered at the Headmaster. "We may be far more powerful now, but I''m the only one of us who understands war. The Muggles won''t go down without a fight. This will be a long and bloody campaign..."
<span style="font-weight:400">I stood there feeling left out as Dumbledore and Grindelwald argued with each other like a couple of old spiteful lovers–which they were technically. My foot tapped the floor in irritation at the fact that they were suddenly ignoring me. Weren''t we about to fight? What just happened?
<b>[Either it''s pure narcissism or they''ve both gone senile in their old age. It''s hard to decide. Either way, they''re nowpletely ignoring you...]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“…And that''s why I want to conquer Germany first! Not just for sentimentality, but for the strategic value as well! Don''t second guess me, Albus. I know war better than anyone alive!”
<span style="font-weight:400">“…I''m not saying you shouldn''t conquer Germany, Gert. I''m simply arguing that it might be better if you took down one of the stronger countries first. We shouldn''t give them time to build up their forces.”
<span style="font-weight:400">“What stronger countries? Europe is a jokepared to its former might!”
<span style="font-weight:400">Should I have been offended that they were ignoring me to argue with each other? I felt offended…
<b>[You could just kill them now when they''re distracted...]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">The <b>System</b><span style="font-weight:400"> pointed out the obvious…
<span style="font-weight:400">“Eh… Fuck it,” I said with a shrug. A single <b>Lightspear</b><span style="font-weight:400"> appeared in my right hand. I tossed it at Grindelwald’s head. Grindelwald and Dumbledore were so enraptured in their old man argument that neither of them saw my actions. Not until Grindelwald’s head was vaporized from his body.
<span style="font-weight:400">His headless corpse flopped to the floor. It was for the best. He should have died in prison years ago, forgotten by the world as it moved on. Dumbledore should have never broken the old magic Nazi out.
<span style="font-weight:400">And speaking of Dumbledore, he was in the middle of drumming up another argumentative point when his words got caught in his throat. He stared down at the headless corpse of his former lover in disbelief. It took him a few seconds to register what just happened. I could have easily taken him out as well while he was in shock, but I wanted to hear more about Ajuka first. How did Akuka even find Dumbledore and Osborn? Did Hydra still have spies in SHIELD that leaked their locations? If so, then how did Ajuka even get in contact with Hydra in the first ce?
<span style="font-weight:400">"...You killed him," Dumbledore turned to me, disbelief etched across his wrinkled face. "Why…?"
<span style="font-weight:400">Was he seriously asking that? "What do you mean, why? He was a magical Nazi who sold his soul to a devil and wanted to ughter all non-magicals. I think the reason I killed him is pretty obvious."
<span style="font-weight:400">The old wizard’s expression twisted into one of pure hatred. "Avada Kedavra!" he shouted, firing the killing curse at me once more. He was so lost in his rage that he seemed to have already forgotten it didn’t work on me just a few minutes ago. Maybe the System was right—perhaps Dumbledore really was turning senile. Not even the infamous Evil Pieces could fix a mind that was already in the process of degrading.
<span style="font-weight:400">Once again, the green spell mmed into me and did no damage. Death Magic was useless against its Champion. “Is that the only spell you know? Weren’t you regarded as the seconding of Merlin? And why are you still using a wand? You’re a Devil now, you don’t need it.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Dumbledore managed to gain all that power, and he had no idea how to use it. The Green Goblin, who was previously a muggle, was making better use of his new magical abilities. I could sense his <i><span style="font-weight:400">Demonic Energy</i><span style="font-weight:400"> shing with Isane’s <i><span style="font-weight:400">Draconic Power</i><span style="font-weight:400"> a few Kilometers away in the mountains.
<span style="font-weight:400">Dumbledore didn’t heed my taunting advice. He raised his glowing wand towards me again. “Why do you always ruin my ns! What did I ever do to you!?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“I could tell you this isn''t a bit personal, but that would be a lie. You stuck my daughter in an abusive home for most of her childhood. You went out of your way to steal her inheritance and tried to raise her as a sacrificialmb. I wanted you to spend the rest of your life locked away in a muggle prison, never being able to call again on the one thing that made you special–your magic. Clearly, I should have just killed you back at the Burrow. I’ll be correcting that mistake now.” He wanted an exnation, so I gave him one.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I’m not going to lose to some <i><span style="font-weight:400">monster</i><span style="font-weight:400"> proiming herself as a Goddess! Not in <i><span style="font-weight:400">MY OWN</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Castle! <b>"Piertotum Lotor!</b><span style="font-weight:400">” Dumbledore raised his wand and cast a spell that sounded vaguely familiar to me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I couldn’t quite recall where I remembered it from though.
<b>THUD! THUD! THUD!</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">There was noiseing from the nearby hallway. I peeked through the hole in the wall that Isane made and let out a sigh. “Come on, old man. This is just getting sad.”
<span style="font-weight:400">He just used the spell that McGonagall used in the final Harry Potter movie to bring all the statues in the castle to life. The hallway was filled with stone gargoyles and knights marching towards me expressionlessly. “<b>Almighty Push</b><span style="font-weight:400">!”
<span style="font-weight:400">A single wave of my hand reduced all the moving stone in the hallway to rubble. Dumbledore gaped at me and lowered his wand. “It’s not fair…” he said while slumping to his knees. “I''m more powerful now, I''m immortal. How can I not beat you!?”
<span style="font-weight:400">“You were granted incredible power, that’s true. Power that most supernatural beings would dly kill for. But, you didn’t take any time to train with your new power before you ran back to your precious school to take it back,” I exined my thoughts to him. It’s not like it would have made a difference at that point. “<b>Universal Pull</b><span style="font-weight:400">.” With another wave of my hand, his wand was ripped out of his hand. I caught it and stored it in my inventory. If nothing else, it was a pretty good trophy.
<span style="font-weight:400">I wondered if Ajuka purposely didn’t tell Dumbledore how to utilize his new abilities. When he exined his ns to Serafall, he made it pretty obvious that his ‘generals’ were nothing more than distractions after all. He wouldn’t want them growing powerful enough to properly challenge him.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I have some questions that I want you to answer for me, Dumbledore. After that, I''ll send you on your next great adventure.” We both knew what I meant by that.
<span style="font-weight:400">“I won’t tell you anything!” He was beaten, but his will wasn’t broken yet. “I’ll die before I tell you anything, monster.”
<span style="font-weight:400">Honestly, I kind of doubted that was the case. Dumbledore was a teacher, not a soldier. I don’t think he wouldst very long under actual torture. Luckily for him, I wasn’t someone who tortured others.
<span style="font-weight:400">I had other people to do that for me after all! SHIELD would have him singing soon enough. I wanted to find out how Ajuka knew where to find the RAFT.
<span style="font-weight:400">I conjured another <b>Magic Disrupting Cor</b><span style="font-weight:400"> and ced it around his neck. With it on, he wasn’t any more dangerous than any other crazy old man. I also created a few extra chains and bolted them into the stone floor with some chakra receiver rods. I was nning to help the others finish up their fights now that I''d wrapped up my own.
<b>[It wasn’t much of a fight…]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Don’t go anywhere.” I gave him onest taunting wink over my shoulder.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“He won’t be going anywhere, Angel. I can assure you of that…”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> A deep guttural called out behind me.
<span style="font-weight:400">I quickly spun around to find out who managed to actually sneak up on me! “You’ve got to be shitting me…” I muttered in disbelief at what I saw.
<span style="font-weight:400">Grindelwalds headless corpse was standing up on its own. It was one of the creepiest sights I’d ever seen. Something directly out of a horror movie. Whoever, or whatever, was piloting the headless body, was not Gellert Grindelwald anymore.
<span style="font-weight:400">The corpse simply radiated <b><i>Demonic Energy</i></b><span style="font-weight:400">. Far more than he had been putting out when he was still alive. Energy that felt more foul than any Devil I''d ever felt before. It reminded me of Mephisto, but it wasn''t him. There was no way the <i><span style="font-weight:400">Hell Lord</i><span style="font-weight:400"> would have been able to recover so soon.
<span style="font-weight:400">Without a head, the body clumsily stumbled toward Dumbledore. ck blood started to pool from the top of the neck and sttered all over the floor with every step.
<span style="font-weight:400">The guttural voice echoed in the room once again. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“We made a deal… Albus… Percival…Wulfric…Brian… Dumbledore. We made a deal and you broke it,”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> the guttural voice sounded very upset.
<span style="font-weight:400">“N–No! It''s you!? You can''t be real! You were nothing more than a bad dream!” Dumbledore wentpletely pale. He thrashed in ce against the ck chains that held him in ce. The headless corpse eventually reached the old man and stood over him.
<span style="font-weight:400">I reached into my inventory and pulled out my Asauchi. If I was facing another Hell Lord from Marvel, then this was the best weapon to use against them. My actions did not go unnoticed.
<span style="font-weight:400">The demon possessing Grindelwalds body chuckled. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Now now, beautiful Angel. There''s no need for you to get involved. This is between me and him. Over 90 years ago, he and his lover both made a deal with me. They both wanted to be the most powerful Wizards since Merlin himself. They wanted power, they wanted knowledge. As the generous being I am, I granted it to them. In return, I only wanted one small thing from each of them as payment for services rendered...”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">It was obvious what it wanted as payment. I scoffed and pointed the tip of my Katana at the corpse. “Let me guess, all you wanted was their souls?”
<span style="font-weight:400">It let out another infernal chuckle. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Hehe, indeed. Our deal was fair. Once their human lives naturally ended, their souls would belong to me. How unfortunate that they both vited our agreement and turned themselves into Devils. Their human souls became corrupted and are now almost worthless. Even so, they are still my rightful property!” it dered.</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">“Please don’t let this creature take my soul, La!” Dumbledore was nearly in tears as he pleaded with me. This was the first time he’d also used my real name. “I promise I’ll leave you and Heather alone from now on! I’ll even give Heather back all of the money and heirlooms I took from her! I hid them all in the basement of my family''s old estate!” He was doing everything he could to bargain with me. I knew about the money, but I wasn’t aware he also took her heirlooms.
<span style="font-weight:400">I clicked my tongue and quickly came to a decision. As much as I would like for Dumbledore to have his soul dragged into one of the Hells for all of eternity, I knew I couldn''t allow that to happen. I also feel like the demon was lying. Demons get more powerful by devouring all souls…and other Demons. Dumbledore’s soul isn''t worthless, if anything, his current demonic soul is even more valuable to this infernal being.
<span style="font-weight:400">“You''re not taking him,” I dered.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Heh heh, feel free to try and stop me!”</i>
<b>[Kick it’s ass, Host!]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">‘That’s the n!’ I kicked off the ground and blitzed towards the corpse, but before I could bring down my Asauchi and y the entity, I suddenly froze! I was frozen in ce and couldn’t move at all! Something was seriously wrong!
<span style="font-weight:400">“W–What!? What is this…?” My hands trembled, I could barely hold onto my sword without dropping it. I felt scared, I felt utterly terrified and I couldn''t figure out why!
<i><span style="font-weight:400">‘System, what the hell!? He’s fucking with my mind!’ </i><span style="font-weight:400">I shouted internally. My heart was pounding in my chest and I couldn’t breathe!
<b>[He’s not messing with your mind! That’s impossible, this is something else!]</b>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Heh heh! Nice try, Angel. What you’re feeling right now is fear. True Fear. Terror so invasive and tormenting that it seeps into your very being. It makes your bones grow cold and your muscles go limp.”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> A dark aura emanated from the body as it reached down and ced its hand on an unmoving Dumbledore. The old Wizard had beenpletely knocked out by the aura of fear. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“It was interesting meeting you, Angel. Maybe we’ll meet again someday…’</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">The aura of terror disappeared along with Dumbledore and Grindelwald’s corpse. One second they were there, the next they were simply gone. Whatever that creature was, it had gotten what it came for.
<span style="font-weight:400">I sucked in a deep breath to calm my pounding heart. “Fuck me…” I muttered to myself. That was horrible, there were goosebumps covering every inch of my usually wless skin.
<b>[That was certainly different. It was some kind of conceptual attack thatpletely bypassed all of your natural defenses.]</b>
<span style="font-weight:400">“I should have let the Doomyere along after all.” Imented. “He wouldn’t have even flinched.” I said to myself before cing my finger on my ear. “This is La. Dumbledore and Grindelwald are both neutralized. What’s everyone else''s status?” I asked over thems.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“I beat the crap out of the Green Guy!” </i><span style="font-weight:400">Isane sounded cheerful over the calms.<i><span style="font-weight:400"> “I deserve a big reward once this mission is over, La!”</i>
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“This is Castle, the Baron is down. These alien guns are freaking awesome. I took a couple shots myself though and could use some healing…”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> he said nonchntly.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“He didn’t just take a couple shots,”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Maria Hill scoffed. She and Fury were running mission control on this one. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“He’s missing his entire right arm. He had to cauterize it himself to avoid bleeding out!”</i>
<span style="font-weight:400">Frank didn’t seem that upset. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“It’s not a big deal, La will just heal meter…”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> He was one tough son of a bitch.
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“I''m still fighting off the remaining Hydra forces, but I’ve almost wrapped things up,”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Steve said. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“It’s really weird being bulletproof now. It kind of feels like I''m bullying these men.”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> I could hear a couple gunshots in the background but it had been a while since I’d heard any loud explosions. That meant he’d taken care of all the tanks at least.
<span style="font-weight:400">The only one left to respond was Serafall. I waited for her to answer, but she didn’t. That meant she was too busy with her fight to talk even for a few seconds. I spread out my senses to try and find her. Her battle with Ajuka had started over the ckke, but they had moved far off into the distance since then.
<span style="font-weight:400">I sent out onest message. “...Serafall and Ajuka are fighting in the middle of the forbidden forest. I''m heading out to help her. We need some people to secure the school grounds and the students while I''m gone. Ajuka told Serafall that he turned most of the Slytherins into Devils. We also need to find out what happened to all the agents that were stationed at Hogwarts and in Hogsmeade. With any luck, they''ll still be alive and in the dungeons.”
<i><span style="font-weight:400">“Roger that La,”</i><span style="font-weight:400"> Fury responded. <i><span style="font-weight:400">“Our people will move in and secure the castle, but I rmend you don''t take too long to bring down the Green haired asshole.”</i>
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